My Heart

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My heart was full for 2 years 7 months and 16 days.  It was growing every one of those days. What started off as a tiny pebble of a heart grew to a giant boulder.

In 6 words it shattered. There is a her sized hole that can't be filled by anyone else. I'm stuck around her finger and there is no where to go.

I broke her heart too though so I deserve it. I thought without my head and it shattered her heart. I want to believe that there is still a chance.

Still a chance that her heart has a hole I can fill. That I can get another chance to try. I have a feeling there is that hole but that I won't get the chance to redeem myself.

So I sit here, hope and pray.

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